golden lies

You’re lies sink to the center of my bones,
the funny thing is that it wasn’t supposed to hurt,
I didn’t expect it too but here we are.
Playing with headless dolls,
toying with emotions .
I am not to be strung a long
like fish caught on a hook.
Stuck in a net of your notions
on right and wrong, you barely
know the surface of morality.
You lie too many times for little reasons.
Building cardboard castles that look so real,
I saw that all that glitter wasn’t gold
from miles away yet somehow I found myself
drawn in by choice,
waiting and wanting to explore
this new territory.

I’m feeling cold,
giving me ultimatums
like I have no choice,
you didn’t write the script to my life
don’t expect to edit it along the way,
so don’t find yourself knocking at my door
with a take it or leave it deal.
Don’t find yourself showing me
new plans with right colors and
perfect views.
I’m not your play book,
nor am I a play ground
so don’t compare my see-saw’s to her’s,
my slides
               are
                           too
                               high
                 and
             sand
       pits
    too
deep.

If you’re not willing
to stand in them completely
and watch yourself sink like
you’re in quicksand,
trusting me enough to know
I’d never let you drown within
your insecurities,
then don’t come playing
on these grounds,
don’t stand along the edges
of my fence
throwing nasty words and holy water.
These grounds will only burn
to be born again like a Phoenix.